They are not aware
The friends and the teacher
Of his dangerous dare
He knew he shouldn't
But it was a must
The craving called
And it's too much
So it beckoned
With a taste of power
All he needs is just 'one'
To feed desire
To fuel fire
It's all for the pallet
Of delectable power
So why care
If blades are crimson
When success
Is his to devour